Abu Ghassan Awada has a crop of peppers which might be plump and able to harvest. Above them, peach bushes attain up over our heads. He remembers the sound of explosions at night time when goats, sheep and foxes strayed onto the mines. It meant that for years, he could not farm his land. “I used to only be a employee, employed by different individuals. However now I can rent individuals to work alone plot,” he says. He nonetheless takes time to take care of and repair the steel fence that marks out the sting of his farm. Past it, simply metres away, the land continues to be an energetic minefield. He is aware of to not stray in direction of it.
